There is a thing about
Putting a thing about
In a place
That makes it easy to do it
That makes the folks
That  might
Have had less of a light
If this website
Had maybe
Just
Eschewed it.

If you've listened to to the rhythm
O the drivin rain
Telling you
Just what a fool
I've bin
Then surely
You can listen
To the retracted pain
Of telling you
I would begin again.

Leonard said
Everybody knows
Now that he's dead
It'd be shocking
To suppose
That
God is dead
And all that
There all that
Would diagnose
In the long run
What everybody
Knows.

I’m stuck in the cage
Of an insecure spouse,
Waiting for him to unlock
It to set me free.
His superior mind keeps
Me from the escape.

As he’s celebrating the display
In his delicate cage,
Here I am while the light
Shines on me.

With no way out, I see
Everyone with joyous smiles,
Dancing their dances.
As I try to escape to freedom,
The arrows of his harsh words
Come bashing against my will.
As I pray to get out,
The lock tightens with
Every thought.

Nothing special
     Dailiness
          Sigh.

Morphine's album
YES!
Has a place in my heart
That's is smothered in pride
Listened to it constantly
In 96 in Glasgow
When hard work
Was along for the ride

Ripping the guts
Out of a IT company
Partition walls and ceilings
Fell before my sledgehammer
Right in front o me

Chewing hash
And snorting scotch
Were  the orders of the day
Once the dust had settled
And we'd drawn all our pay

I'd never seen so many places
To sentimentally sing
Chemically altered karaoke
Is one hell of a thing.

Teaching oneself
is much harder
than teaching others:
there will be excuses
for not being diligent